Portland used to have these old themed restaurants—big grand old supper club kind of places. For the most part they’ve disappeared, but one of the very few left is Wilfs (1). It’s in the train station. Nobody really thinks to go and have dinner at the train station, but there’s a jazz club and a classic red-velvet-filled dining room. They still do steak Diane and all these flaming things that they prepare tableside, so it’s like walking into Mad Men.